00:43:25.
"Fuck you, Inception, huh?"
Just fifteen minutes ago, he had been discussing the next step with Sheen, and he said, "To be honest, I think we can go out and take a look."
“You can choose to stay here, which is fine, I don’t know how to explain it to you, but 832 seems to have some issues with me, so we don’t need to both of us get involved.”
After hearing those words, Sheen just stared at him. At this moment, the ferocity in her eyes was no longer fleeting; it was clear and chilling, so close to him. She was like a trapped beast with nowhere to go, on the verge of collapse.
He Yu could even see her thoughts at that moment—she probably wanted to rush out at all costs, regardless of what would happen later, regardless of the situation of being suddenly dragged into it, whether she might die or be swallowed by this unruly taboo, or be pulled back from the brink of death, she didn't care, she wanted to say that they had to stay together.
Damn it, you must be drunk. We've only known each other for a short time, we're not that close.
"So, I'll go out first. If things get bad, you can come and save me." He Yu thought for a moment, and what the hell was this feeling of sacrifice? This woman was starting to act strangely, and he was starting to act strangely too.
Sheen looked at him as if he were a conman, like someone solemnly spouting naive and unreliable nonsense at a crucial moment in something.
"Tsk, you know that the forbidden substance inside me has its own consciousness, and 832 was bound to come after me eventually. Perhaps this was all a scheme?" he continued.
Okay, he admitted that he felt Sheen didn't need to get involved at all. That bastard had already made it so clear that this woman's personality was acceptable and he quite admired her. Although he could use her as a shield, there was no need to drag her into it. These days, there are too few people you can stand.
"Hmm... I think you'll understand, given your intelligence. I'm going out to investigate now; we don't need to stand here. Carlos and Merlink haven't reacted at all. I need to go find them. If you really can't, you can contact me—"
He paused for a moment, unsure of what to say next, so he simply smiled at her.
Unseen by them, a section of the corridor had broken, and mutilated corpses fell from the ceiling, shaking the entire hotel.
"I'll come find you," he heard the man say as he stepped out the door.
He Yu turned his head and smiled at her gently and brightly, as if he really could do those things.
"Okay, okay," he said. "I love you too, sister, you've had too much to drink."
The whole process was not long, just a little thrilling.
Who knows how addicted this woman is to drugs? Right now, she's probably thinking of me as some old flame. Oh well... whatever.
As I went outside, the surroundings suddenly went dark, with only dim light, which suddenly reminded me of Jerusalem... no, it was even darker than the scenes inside those castles. The lights were quickly extinguished, to the point where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, like a pure nightmare world.
Then, in the darkness, a chaotic mess of red light and fuel-filled walls, He Yu silently closed the door, hiding his figure in this suffocating abyss.
At some point in the future, he might snap the neck of someone who jumps out, like a cleaner or security guard. The rules state that he will eat the corpse, then begin exploring, and finally kill 832.
He felt he was capable enough, and all he had to do was make a big enough show to attract the idiot's attention. It could be understood that the invitation was a show of force, but he was always good at attracting attention.
Before closing the door, he thought of something trivial, so he left another message.
"Forget it, you'd better not come."
The woman stared intently at him, and he was now certain that she was probably hallucinating, because her expression made it seem as if he had said something heinous.
He Yu thought that if it were before, he would never forget the way Xi En looked at him.
The remaining slivers of light illuminated her face, which was as blood-red and broken. This person must have lost everything and was now driven to the very corner of the world, like a dull blade that could be discarded at any moment. Yet, she was still stained with the blood of countless people, desperately trying to protect something, only to find it was all in vain.
She must have been a radiant, fearless person, but at this moment, he could see clearly that her eyes were so vulnerable, filled with fear. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't speak.
Humans are so... afraid of death, afraid of separation.
Sheen just thought that at least today, they, these expendable beings, wouldn't be captured, toyed with, or destroyed for no reason.
She just wanted to go home, sleep, drink a lot of alcohol, and lie in bed peacefully to get a good night's sleep, cutting off the aid of hallucinogens and maintaining some rationality.
This is exactly what she hoped would happen.
For a moment, she was enveloped in a glaring and sweet-smelling crimson, and smiling cartoon faces appeared out of nowhere everywhere.
Countless bizarre and distorted faces, with eager smiles, faced the void. The entire hotel resembled an empty stomach yearning for sustenance, and they were the food about to be eaten.
It was then that she realized that this place had various levels of space, and once separated from others, she might never be able to meet them again.
At the last moment, she seemed to have a new hallucination, hearing a voice amidst the explosions, the monster's tone revealing a bloodthirsty excitement, talking about how to trap 659, how to tie it up without killing it, and how to have some fun with it, it would be a banquet-level celebration.
So at that time, Sheen made a big fuss, just as he had done before.
The forbidden substance within her body had always been a "flammable" substance, and at this moment it sensed the host's anger, so it indiscriminately destroyed large areas of the surrounding rooms and walls. This place was supposed to be incredibly hard, the kind that wouldn't even react to being bombarded by missiles, but at this moment, someone with nowhere else to go chose to force it.
Then, countless huge gray teeth devoured their prey, making no attempt to conceal their appearance; they were tentacles or claws that had mutated from some kind of decay.
A few seconds later, she saw the door shattered, and a series of huge explosions occurred where He Yu had been standing. Everything around her was torn apart, the dome crashed down and shattered the floors below, and countless arms reached out, but were quickly crushed.
A familiar figure charged forward through the blood-red light, aimless yet resolute.
The voices instantly erupted into chaos. One guy yelled, his voice shrill and piercing: "Damn it, who the hell did this? A C-level operative could demolish my house? Is this guy insane?! Where did this freak of a bitch come from?!"
"Damn it, where's the rulebook?! It's completely gone!"
"I'll repeat myself: 659 must be captured alive—"
"Holy shit, what does this bitch want to do!"
"Damn it, call all the security guards out and kill that woman first!"
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